[Hook - Alan Parsons Project sample]
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
[Verse 1 - Immortal Technique]
My truth is the ark of the covenant buried in ethiopia
Watch who you f****** with a minneapolis somalian
When i go home the world i used to know is gone
And now i live on my own for which shall it profit
A rapper with creative control
to sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul
My stillborn first expression is cold like the faces of slave masters
On the paper i fold subliminal racial supremacy
Choking me quick like the bedtime stories of joseph smith
Lynch mob gunning for me trying to murda my seed
So shorty put him in the nile in a basket of reeves
So now i stare into the future with a spiritual flash light
Wondering who the f*** was me in a past life
Bad diet, f*** law, die young , fast life same as crash flight
That took off when the music died on your last night
Tell em the truth and they call you a traitor
Talk to em honestly and they call you a hater
Losing my composure cus the message is urgent
Talking reckless drunk on the mic like larry merchant
Cursing at the serpants who marrying demons
Who brush their wings against the air that im breathing
A heathen with nothing left to belive in even a reason for living
That was forgiven by god and not religion
Envision jesus risen from the dead like horus
In a baptist church shaking off the rigamortis
The boarders should be illegal instead of the people
That were here before the bible and all of its sequals
I speak to the detachted and unrealistic
That were born normal but turned socially autistic
We resisted homeland securities mission
Because i know what they really envision
[Hook x2]
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
[Verse 1 - Immortal Technique]
My truth is the ark of the covenant buried in ethiopia
Watch who you f****** with a minneapolis somalian
When i go home the world i used to know is gone
And now i live on my own for which shall it profit
A rapper with creative control
to sign a deal with the devil and lose his soul
My stillborn first expression is cold like the faces of slave masters
On the paper i fold subliminal racial supremacy
Choking me quick like the bedtime stories of joseph smith
Lynch mob gunning for me trying to murda my seed
So shorty put him in the nile in a basket of reeves
So now i stare into the future with a spiritual flash light
Wondering who the f*** was me in a past life
Bad diet, f*** law, die young , fast life same as crash flight
That took off when the music died on your last night
Tell em the truth and they call you a traitor
Talk to em honestly and they call you a hater
Losing my composure cus the message is urgent
Talking reckless drunk on the mic like larry merchant
Cursing at the serpants who marrying demons
Who brush their wings against the air that im breathing
A heathen with nothing left to belive in even a reason for living
That was forgiven by god and not religion
Envision jesus risen from the dead like horus
In a baptist church shaking off the rigamortis
The boarders should be illegal instead of the people
That were here before the bible and all of its sequals
I speak to the detachted and unrealistic
That were born normal but turned socially autistic
We resisted homeland securities mission
Because i know what they really envision
[Hook x2]
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind